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Chapter 23: A New Demonic Lord

Translated by Rikko of Exiled Rebels Scanlations

Editor: Addis, WagahaiFujoshi

The moon-less night veiled the sky in ink-black darkness. The only audible sounds outside the window were the whooshing wind and flurries of snow. Although Zhong Yan was joking around with the system just moments ago, the thought of his imminent death tomorrow robbed any bit of sleepiness from him.

Unexpectedly, most of his uneasiness didn't come about from his looming death. Instead, it arose from the worry in him of what Gu XuanYan would do after knowing he died. After all, Gu XuanYan stepping back onto the path of evil was much more terrifying than dying...

As he tossed and turned in bed for a while, an idea popped up in his mind. [How about I leave him a letter?]

The system chimed in. [To leave your last wishes?]

[Just shut up.]

On the table was a candlestick with a dim flame flickering on it. The wind whizzed past outside, sweeping up the falling snow. After laying the paper down, Zhong Yan chewed on the end of his writing brush in hesitation, clueless as to what he should pen down.

A while of pondering later, he ended up just writing a few words.

'The course of life is determined by fate. There's no need for concern.' He ruminated a bit before adding. 'Don't you kill anyone in the future too.'

Just when he finished writing, the window flew open by a gust of wind. A flurry of snow poured into the room, blowing out the flame in an instant. Finding things were amiss, Zhong Yan turned over and drew his sword, but was restrained from behind.

"Senior Brother, it's me." Gu XuanYan pressed onto Zhong Yan's hand, his voice low, "I'm back."

He made an incantation gesture to lit up the candle again, returning luminance to the room.

One look at the man in front of him lifted the weight in Zhong Yan's heart. Gu XuanYan must have concealed his aura since his arrival had gone utterly unnoticed by Zhong Yan, "Are you trying to scare the wits out of me in the middle of the night?"

Gu XuanYan sounded as though his reply was a matter of course, "Seeing that Senior Brother still had the lights on, I came in." He lowered his head, picking up the letter on the table. "What's this?"

Shock coursed through Zhong Yan as he tried to snatch it away.

Nonetheless, Gu XuanYan had already read every word on the paper. With his expression darkened, he asked, "Senior Brother, what are you planning on doing?"

Not knowing what to reply, Zhong Yan opted to zip his mouth shut.

After a long while, Gu XuanYan let out a low chuckle, "There's no need for concern? Senior brother sure is easy going."

Zhong Yan mumbled, "Unless ascended, everyone will die someday. There's no difference in dying early or later."

Gu XuanYan sighed, "Senior Brother, I've always told myself to be patient so as to not frighten you, but you just keep riling me up."

Although his tone was as gentle as can be, Zhong Yan sensed its ominous undertone. He took a step back subconsciously, but Gu XuanYan yanked him over the very next second, flipping Zhong Yan's field of vision. In a flash, Zhong Yan was pressed onto the bed. 

Zhong Yan attempted to struggle but was rendered immobile by the person on top of him. A mixture of shock and fury swirled within him as he hollered, "What are you do -"

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